Wednesday, May 2, 2007
OUR CLASSMATE TOM ARCHER
Few of us could believe the news that our classmate Tom Archer was dead.
I can still see the students on the Notre Dame quad standing in little knots of disbelief.
That car accident had taken away not only a friend and a buddy, but confronted us all, who viewed oursleves as graced with young men's immortality.
Saint Charles Church in North Hollywood was a sea of Notre Dame blue the morning of Tom's funeral.
All our tearless high school bravado failed us that day, and we were just boys.